Puppet Man

Pull your string
Watch you beam
and act like it is all as it seems..
your house looks like it’s made of stone – strong and solid to the bone..
Opened you wide
hidden inside
is an inner layer filled with hate – no one able to knock down that gate..
Moments that words can no longer reach –
someone like you they cannot teach
though You’re gone – i see your face
I always say you only need space
Give me the time – give me your mind
I’ll grind out your insides as you unwind..
set up new wiring and restring you throughout-
pulling them tight until they’re just right..
as you move about with sheer delight,
your light will once again learn to shine bright..